Chapter 282 Why is it like this?

Fu Jingyou walked straight past Chen Guifen and went into the room following the child's faint humming.

The child was separated from his mother as soon as he was born, and Chen Guifen had been taking care of him before.

The team has been busy lately, and He Hongjin is always running back and forth between the team and the county, so he can't supervise the work of the production team. Chen Guifen has to take time out to keep an eye on it.

Tian Guihua from the town's coal factory came back with one child and two children to help take care of the kids.

Tian Guihua had just changed Dabao's diaper in the room, and Fu Jingyou picked up the child as soon as he entered.

He held Dabao first.

Dabao was awake, kicking his calves vigorously.

Fu Jingyou took a look and put Dabao down, then turned to pick up Erbao who was on the inside of the bed.

Erbao is a little girl, a soft little ball. The feeling of holding her is completely different from holding her brother.

It was as if it had no bones, and its head kept tilting back and forth.

Fu Jingyou touched her little hand, but the little girl's hand rested on his knuckles, and she didn't have the strength to hold it.

The mood was indescribable, and Fu Jingyou's hands holding the child suddenly began to tremble.

After taking a deep breath, Fu Jingyou let out a long sigh and went to the kitchen carrying Erbao.

Tian Guihua and Chen Guifen hurriedly followed behind:

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Jingyou held Erbao and freed up two baskets.

He put the second baby in the basket, carried it to the room together with another basket, and put the first baby in it as well.

Chen Guifen tried to grab the basket, "Where are you taking the child?"

Fu Jingyou dodged sideways, picked up the bicycle, and hung a basket on the front of the bicycle.

His voice was low and hoarse, like a dull and stubborn piece of wood:

"We are a family. Wherever Miaomiao is, we are there."

"I want to take them to see Miaomiao, to see Miaomiao."

He spoke like gibberish, stepped on the pedal and rushed out without saying a word.

"Don't be stupid, don't do anything stupid!"

Chen Guifen couldn't breathe and her heart was in her throat, afraid that he would do something stupid.

He quickly went back to lock the door, gave the key to Tian Guihua, and asked Tian Guihua to go to the town to call back He Erge to help manage the team.

Chen Guifen then followed him to the county.

The sun in late summer and early autumn is still scorching and dazzling.

“Wow—wow—”

The sun was so bright that Dabao kicked his legs in anger and cried loudly in the basket.

On the other hand, the second baby was shaken to the side of the basket like a rag doll and never moved from beginning to end.

Looking at Erbao's situation, Dabao's crying completely overwhelmed Fu Jingyou's psychological defenses.

On both sides of the road, the green sea of ​​rice seedlings swayed in the wind.

Fu Jingyou pedaled quickly, unable to control himself any longer and burst into tears with his head tilted back.

He and Lu Miao had just gotten married not long ago.

It was the first time for him to hold his first and second child.

Why is it like this?

Why is it like this?

Fu Jingyou rushed all the way to the county hospital and carried the basket upstairs.

The crying sounds from the baby in the basket attracted the attention of many nurses.

Some people wanted to take a look, but before they could get close, Fu Jingyou went upstairs in two steps.

In the corner ward on the second floor, an old man was talking.

Fu Jingyou didn't notice it, kicked the door open and walked straight to the bed.

He wanted Lu Miao to see the child.

At first I had a lot to say, but when I got there, my throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't utter a word.

He ignored the people around him, took out two children from the basket and placed them beside Lu Miao. He pulled over a chair and wanted to sit down beside the bed.

But Dabao was a bad boy. Not even two seconds after he lay down next to his mother, he peed a huge pee.

Lu Miao likes cleanliness, and he will definitely be angry if he sees it when he wakes up.

Fu Jingyou was extremely panicked. He stood up in a panic and rummaged around everywhere, looking for something to wipe and clean up.

Tang Mei went forward to pick up the child. The old man who spoke first could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Erbao.

The old man struggled with his arms in the hands of the two comrades beside him, took a half step forward and said:

"This little baby, can I show her too?"

Tang Mei's eyebrows drooped, tears in her eyes as she nodded eagerly.

Tang Mei picked up Dabao and coaxed him.

Fu Jingyou was busy packing up, and his eyes fell on the old man.

The old man is in his sixties or seventies.

His hair was all gray and his clothes were mostly made of patches.

A closer look revealed layers of old and new scars on his face.

It seems to be the one from the northwest.

Previously, doctors from large hospitals came to treat patients.

The old man was being watched in the corner and never showed up.

Perhaps because the doctors in those big hospitals were helpless, Lu Yuanzheng placed his last hope on this old man.

Fu Jingyou felt a little sad, but at the same time, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

The two comrades in charge of guarding let go, and the old man took Erbao tremblingly.

Fu Jingyou hurried over, with his hands slightly spread out, fearing that he might lose his balance and drop Erbao.

The placenta on Erbao's face has completely faded, and his skin has become tender and smooth, but his complexion remains dark red, as if his blood circulation is blocked.

He usually can't eat and his body is as weak and skinny as a little monkey.

The old man held the baby in his arms and looked at him for a while, touched the bridge of his nose, and pinched his little face to look at his tongue.

The rough fingers reached into Erbao's mouth and fiddled with it.

Erbao felt extremely uncomfortable, but he only hummed weakly twice and didn't even have the energy to cry.

Tang Mei hugged Dabao and wiped her tears, crying in pain.

Lu Yuanzheng frowned and took a step away, standing in front of her to prevent her from seeing.

The old man touched Erbao's soft black hair:

"Such a good child...it took too long."

Fu Jingyou's heart was in his throat. "Is there any hope? Is there any other way? Old sir, please, please think of a way, think of a way!"

"Don't panic, it's not that bad yet."

The old man shook his head slightly and smiled.

The old man took off Erbao's jacket and asked someone to clear the table.

He laid Erbao on the table, and ran his rough fingers along the back of Erbao's neck to the coccyx, touching the bones and pinching the blood vessels along the way.

As for these hospital operations, you can at least see some of the names on the Western medicine boxes.

When it comes to traditional Chinese medicine, outsiders who don’t understand it can only watch the fun.

Several people around watched nervously.

The old man pinched his blood while paying attention to Erbao's expression.

After pinching back and forth several times, the skin on Erbao's back turned red. I don't know if it really worked or it hurt, but Erbao groaned a few times again.

The old man nodded, lifted Erbao's chest and abdomen with one hand, and lifted him into the air.

The people around him thought he was pinching someone else's blood, but he actually slapped Erbao on the back.

The force was so strong that with the "snap" sound, it sounded like the child's delicate bones could be broken.

Fu Jingyou took a step forward to take Erbao back, but the old man slapped him again.

Erbao burped, and the dark red on his face faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The baby kicked his two slender legs and whimpered a few times. His voice was soft, but he suddenly started crying.

Fu Jingyou was confused, and the old man had already handed the second baby to him.

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